The Hartlib Papers

Title:Letter, William Waller To Hartlib
Dating:16 August 1639
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Sir
I haue received yours of the 31. of the last month, with the inclosed intelligences. Of the death of that incomparable Prince D. Bernard, there is but too much certainty, But my hope is that God will never desert his own cause. He is best seen in the mount. I was much surprised with the fame of the Prince Electors coming over, I shall ever wish him the success of his own desires, and if he obtaine the command of the Weymarian army, I shall ioy infinitly to heare of itt. if black and white could express blushing, you might read in these lines the shame I haue, to thinke how much I am behinde hand with Mr Dury, but I must desire you to make my peace with that worthy good man, and to lett him knowe, that I will not faile within this very short time to write to him in acknowledgment of his kinde letters. I haue stollen this night time to write these fewe lines to you, I am going this next weeke with my wife a litle progress to see some freinds I haue in these parts, in the mean time I shall desire you to continue your weekely intelligence. If I can meet with any fitt opportunity, I shall embrace itt to do a freindly office, for you & Mr Dury. As for that discourse of worthy Doc= [left margin:] tor Staughtons I would willingly impart itt to you, if I had itt by me, but the truth is itt is left att Winchester, and if you cannot otherwise help your self I will accommodate you with itt att my coming vpp in Michaelmass tearme. in the mean time you may do me a kindness to remember me to Mrs Staughton, and to lett her know that I had a promise from her blessed husband, that I should haue the coppy of his discourse att my contract, and [upside down at top of page:] he tould me himself, but a litle before his departure, that he had perfected itt for me. with the tender of my affectionat respects, I rest
                                 Your   William Waller
Hickleton.16.August. 1639.
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To my worthy good
freind Mr Hartlib
att his house in
Dukes place
in
London